One hundred and sixty-eighth chapter: the dispute over Emperor Wu's tomb II
"The Sword Technique of Killing the Moon, Half Moon Slash!"
Just as this man took action, Han Feng suddenly rose up and instantly pulled out the Yunlong Sword at an extremely fast speed. The Moon-Slaying Sword Technique, which was already ready to go, fell down.
Seeing the half-moon-shaped sword light flying towards him, the sneak attacker's pupils contracted and he wanted to avoid it, but he was one meter away in close proximity to kill Han Feng with one move and could not dodge at all.
"Whoosh'whoosh''
The sword light flashed by, and the sneak attacker didn't even have time to say something begging for mercy. The light in his eyes darkened and he lay straight on the ground, with the doubts left on his face. Until he died, he didn't understand how Han Feng was
Discover his.
"If you want to kill someone, you must be prepared to be killed!" Han Feng said in a cold tone.
He would not have any sympathy for such a person, and his kindness to his enemies was cruelty to himself. Han Feng believed in this.
Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Han Feng was not polite at all and plundered the valuable things on the sneak attacker.
"This guy is quite rich. Xuanbing is a top-grade third-level, and the pills on his body are also high-end products. Moreover, the Yuan stones on the Yuan card are more than 100,000. "Han Feng couldn't help feeling a little as he looked at the items in his hand.
I wonder, this person is so rich, why should he attack someone else?
"Yeah? This is...
Han Feng suddenly saw a pattern on the sneak attacker's clothes. It was a mountain surrounded by clouds. This peak was towering into the clouds like a fairyland. Perhaps no one in the Holy Empire didn't recognize this pattern!
"It turns out they are really enemies, and the road is narrow!" Han Feng smiled coldly. This pattern is clearly the symbol of Pengtian Sect, the first sect of the Holy Empire.
Han Feng thought about it and knew why this person had attacked him. He had made such a big grudge with Fan Linfeng, and it would be strange if the people of Pengtian Sect didn't cause trouble for him.
But Han Feng was not afraid. Anyway, he was covered in a black robe, and no one would know him at all. No matter how terrible Pengtian Sect was, he could not do anything to him.
"It seems that the location of teleportation in this independent space is not fixed, otherwise this guy would not be alone, so it would be much easier." Han Feng thought to himself that if the teleportation location is different, those disciples of the sect will definitely be
If they are dispersed, they will be able to make a profit when they fight.
Knowing this, Han Feng felt a little relaxed, otherwise he would be unlucky to meet more than a dozen genius disciples of major sects, which would not be a happy thing.
After collecting the spoils, Han Feng walked towards other places. Although the independent space is large, there are also many people coming in. The disciples of the sects also have so many casual cultivators, and there are at least a few thousand people, thousands of people.
Scattered in independent space, constantly searching, who knows if someone else will find the tomb of Emperor Wu.
On the verge of the day, Han Feng, wearing a black robe, walked in a green forest. He kept searching yesterday, but he still could not see the tomb of Emperor Wu, and he did not see anyone other than the sneak attacker.
"Well? There is a Yuanli fluctuation, is anyone fighting?" Han Feng suddenly sensed a violent Yuanli fluctuation not far from the west of the woods, and immediately shot towards the direction of Yuanli fluctuation.
After walking for more than ten minutes, Han Feng suddenly jumped onto the top of a big tree, leaning on the leaves to cover his body, but his eyes looked not far away, where a scene was taking place.
A treasure play.
"Hey, don't go too far. I obviously got this spring grass first." A young man held a flashing cold light spirit grass in his hand, and said angrily as he looked at the three scattered cultivators.
The young man was dressed in Xuanming Valley and his cultivation was also a late-stage martial artist. However, when he saw the three casual cultivators, he was obviously still a little afraid.
The three casual cultivators standing opposite the disciples of Xuanming Valley are not low in strength. One martial artist is in the late stage, and the other two are in the middle stage cultivation. No wonder this disciple of Xuanming Valley is afraid.
"So what you get first? It's better to give us the spring grass quickly, otherwise you will leave your life for me!"
The person who was speaking was one of the three casual cultivators. When he saw the greed in the juvenile grass in the hands of the boy opposite, he saw that the greed in his eyes was unconcealed.
"You three dare to attack me? I am the disciples of Xuanming Valley. If my senior brother Hun Xianshang knows, you will all die!" This disciple of Xuanming Valley threatened.
Hun Xianshang's name is still very intimidating. When the three casual cultivators heard this, their faces changed slightly, but they immediately recovered and looked at each other and sneered.
"I forgot if you don't say it, I can't let you go. If you sue us for a lawsuit with your senior brother, it would be bad." The casual cultivator in the middle sneered, "Brothers, come on!"
After saying that, the three casual cultivators burst out with powerful Yuan power fluctuations and rushed up suddenly. The Xuanming Valley disciple's face changed drastically. He immediately took out his Xuan soldiers and fought with the three casual cultivators.
Han Feng, who was hiding in a tree not far away, watched all this quietly, "Quanyincao, no wonder these people would rob, and they deserved this kid to be unlucky."
Quanyin grass is a fifth-level top-grade spiritual medicine that can nourish the soul and is of great benefit to martial arts, especially for people at the Wuzong realm, which can improve a lot of cultivation and mental power.
This kind of spiritual herb is worth 600,000 to 700,000 stones outside, so it is no wonder that these three casual cultivators even dare to take the risk of taking action.
"This kid is almost out of reach?"
Han Feng saw that under the siege of three casual cultivators, the disciple of Xuanming Valley had gradually become dissatisfied and was almost beaten by the three casual cultivators.
"What's wrong, is it that the genius disciples in Xuanming Valley have such a little strength?"
After careful observation, Han Feng couldn't help but wonder. Logically speaking, the top disciples in the third-grade sect like Xuanming Valley cannot even beat the three casual cultivators.
Not to mention how powerful it is, but Han Feng really couldn't accept it if a martial artist and two mid-stage casual cultivators could defeat the disciple of Xuanming Valley.
However, after observing for a while, Han Feng finally found a problem. Although the disciple of Xuanming Valley has always been at a disadvantage, he can always cleverly avoid it every time he encounters danger. It seems to be thrilling, but it is within his expectations. This is obviously
It's strange that the only explanation is that this disciple of Xuanming Valley is hiding his strength.
As expected, the four of them fought together not long after, and when the three casual cultivators relaxed their vigilance when they thought the disciple of Xuanming Valley could not hold on, the disciple suddenly burst out with strength.
The Yuanli suddenly punched the chest of the martial artist in the late stage of the martial arts cultivator, and directly knocked the shocked cultivator to vomit blood and flew backwards.
"No, this guy hides his strength!" The other two casual cultivators also reacted very quickly and immediately attacked the disciples of Xuanming Valley with all their strength.
(The happiest thing is to see the gold medals and red envelopes rising. Do you have any gold medals in your hands?)